Number 09
February 26th, 2009

Sixth Sense

It's time to leave the harbor
Safe where I've been
Time to read the stars
And fill my sail with wind
Roll out the big water
No direction home
Sail into the mystery
The reason I was born

Fill me with believing
What I feel inside of me
Fill me with a sixth sense
When the other five lie to me

It's time to leave the harbor
That's not where I belong
But the open sea in front of me
Is where my soul is drawn
Keep my hand from trembling
As up the waves I climb
Mercy rain upon me
At the unexpected time

Fill up my eyes
With unfamiliar skies
Fill up my eyes
With glory I don't recognize
Fill up my eyes
Show the truth and where it lies
Fill up my eyes
Leaving these harbor lights